The Strongest Overlord of the Three Kingdoms

Liu Ke doesn't have time to take care of him now, well, the effect is better than expected.In the past three days, he has been tinkering for a long time, and made 50 sets of glassware, and finally caught up.

"Buy a formula, get a set of luminous cups!"

At this moment, the group of old satyrs came back to their senses from the beauty, and looked at the exquisitely carved luminous cup.

There is such a treasure in the world!

"The Liu family wants to help the victims, and our family's food business is obligatory. I will give a thousand deniers of corn!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

According to the current prices, once the price of corn is about 220 yuan.

The Fang family is about to bleed?

of course not.

This was arranged by Liu Ke.

Sure enough, everyone who has money will pay, and those who have goods will ship, all of which will be more than [-]% higher than the price of [-] yuan!

Liu was laughing from ear to ear. Relying on this formula and the glass, he raised a total of nearly ten million yuan, equivalent to 1000 gold.

Note: This article is based on the calculation of one catty of gold = 10000 coins.

Now, the military expenses will be there.

Parting, Zhao Yu glared at Liu Ke viciously.

Liu Ke couldn't figure it out, so he could only let out a long sigh.

"Brother Fang, you have a good plan! It's a pity that you don't know the beauty. Letting a girl who hasn't left the court show her face is not what a man would do!"

Liu Ke turned around and saw that it was the gentle Lu Su.At this moment, he also sensed something was wrong, and ordered the housekeeper: "Buy Miss Zhao two new clothes." He felt that it was too vulgar, and added, "Please ask the best doctor in Yangzhou to treat Mr. Zhao."

The butler left in response.

At this time, Liu Ke came back to his senses, and said to Lu Su: "Thank you brother Zijing for reminding me, can you move upstairs for a while?"

"Why not!" Lu Su laughed.

Upstairs, Liu Ke ordered Xiao Er to serve a table of wine and food, and then began to talk intimately with Lu Su.

Both of them are benefactors, so they get along well.

"I don't know how Brother Fang plans to dispose of the 'charity money'?" Lu Su said with a smile, and there was a knife hidden in his words. This was his real purpose.

With just one glance, he knew that Liu was not a selfless person.

Liu Ketan said frankly: "In today's world, who are the rebellious officials and thieves who drive the people to leave their homes? They must be the Yellow Turbans! Only by subjugating them can the world usher in peace. It just so happens that the prefect has ordered me to summon the brave men of the country. Incumbent."

"Okay! Rebellious ministers and thieves, everyone can kill them!" Lu Su made a fool of himself again, wishing he could take his sword to the battlefield.

It's a pity, how many people fought back in ancient times!

Lu Su let out a long sigh.

This is not a good sign, this guy doesn't want to be an official now.

You are mine, and even your ass is mine, so why let you run away when it comes to your mouth.

Liu Ke asked loudly:

"Why does Zijing practice martial arts?"

"It's all about keeping fit." Lu Su replied in a well-mannered manner.

"Ridiculous! Why doesn't a man dare to express his feelings directly?" Liu Ke pressed again.

Lu Su knew that he couldn't evade the excuse, so he said honestly:

"There are still young and old in the family. Grandma is not feeling well. Traveling far away is already unfilial. If there is a mistake in joining the army, what will grandma do..."

Now Liu Ke is stumped. The ancients valued filial piety the most, and it is a great sin to push people into unfilial piety.

"There is a lack of a master in the army, can Zijing help me? I promise not to let Zijing do things like swords and swords. If someone is unfortunately defeated, Zijing can leave." Liu Ke said sincerely.

Lu Su hesitated to speak.

"The world is in turmoil. Even a talent like Zijing... when will peace be?"

After finishing speaking, Liu Ke picked up a jug of wine and poured it down.

"Brother Dingfang, drinking so much will hurt your health!" Lu Su stepped forward to persuade him. Suddenly, he saw the tears in the corner of Liu Ke's eyes.

True temperament!

This is the kind of person who worries about the world, and thinks that I, Lu Zijing, are just trying to make a name for yourself.

In the end, Lu Su compromised.

"I agree with this matter!"

Very good!

Liu Ke wiped his tears, this wine is really spicy, he laughed and said:

"With Zijing here, the Yellow Turban can be pacified, and the Yellow Turban can be pacified!"